Throughout the journey, in sight, one ordinary village after another had transformed into demon caves, with large numbers of black fog monsters entrenched within.
Chen Qing had no interest in clearing these demonic villages, leaving them to Li Shang would be better.
As night fell, Chen Qing moved forward amid the curtain of rain, and suddenly, he saw flickers of firelight in the distance.
Chen Qing was immediately taken aback, "Firelight?"
"Could it be, amidst the years of disaster, there are still living ordinary people in the Water Country?"
Chen Qing approached the direction of the firelight and could see a cave ahead with a group of ordinary people warming themselves around a campfire.
Chen Qing extended his senses, "Over three hundred ordinary people?"
"Listening to their conversation, it seems they have fled from near the royal city to here, planning to seek a way to survive near Prince Wen Palace."
